A Blank Page

Poised seductive

Alluring, silently urging – whispering

Tempting me to fill her virginity

With cauldrons of jumbled, half thought mumbles.

A page as any other

Waiting, wanting conjoined words

Some considered – calculated

Better, most to fly across her nakedness.

Penned in such haste

That boundaries shrivel scared

As thoughts race – in tumbled glee

Testing, tasting – free to come.

Once caressed and courted

Blank page is no more

But another sister, given her all

To sweet attractive word stumbles.

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